I'm weary, so weary, of this endless chase,
I long to vanish, to find a quiet space.
To flee the clamor, to breathe and be still,
And run far away, where time can't kill.
I'm weary, so weary, of this endless chase,
I long to vanish, to find a quiet space.
To flee the clamor, to breathe and be still,
And run far away, where time can't kill.
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